I Am Enough

We talk about dreams a lot. Have you noticed? In fact, we are an entire nation built upon them. We are a nation that freely bares our soul, shares our stories, and as such- people come from all over the world in pursuit of their own. I certainly am a dreamer. If I were to describe it on my resume, I would reframe that as I am a visionary. And as I look around me, much of what I see is a result of dreams I have had over the […]

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Clashing Symbols

My heart has felt so heavy lately. Has yours? And frankly, it has been less about the events of the world and more about the responses to it. Just yesterday, as I sat in a waiting room, I overheard a conversation that was borderline hate speech. And what I found so interesting is that these individuals clearly had no problem with everyone around them hearing their conversation. It got me thinking. It is the season of Lent. A time where traditionally people of faith decide to go without – a […]

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The Right Time.

I was enjoying myself. And if I thought about how much enjoyment I was experiencing, I felt guilty. We were in line for the Peter Pan ride at Disneyland. There is laughter all around me. A cool breeze keeps that Southern California heat at bay. My youngest, Abeni, is chattering away, gifting anyone within earshot with her vast knowledge of fairies. We have been going for hours. Abeni’s exuberance and excitement has not waned. We have not experienced any meltdowns or complaints – just the joy and wonder that I […]

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Owen For Bella.

Honestly, I have forgotten exactly how many surgeries she experienced before the age of two. I can think of at least six. Some were more minor – some, well, you get it. Part of the road of parenting a sick kid is having to enter into a lifelong dance with the hypothetical. It is not a dance I initiated myself, instead it was one that started in a hospital room surrounded by Bella’s “team”. It is one in which I looked out at a sea of serious faces, clipboards, stethoscopes, […]

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Resolve

I am at home today with my two daughters, on pins and needles, as I await to hear the verdict on the indictment of Officer Wilson in relation to the shooting of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri. There is a reason this matters to me – and although it is obviously more personal to me now that I am the mother of a black child, it sure does not begin or end there. I was in college when the L.A. riots occurred following the shooting of Rodney King. At the […]

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A Prayer for Owen.

They all said the same thing. It would take two years. Once you start doing the research, it becomes clear as to why that is the case, but it does not make it any easier. I started berating myself for not starting this process a lot earlier. Of course, it had come to mind. Honestly – I just was not sure she would qualify. On the surface, my daughter may seem to be pretty normal – all things considered. In fact, I remember once at Disneyland, a man completely lost […]

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Vinegar in Her Veins

My Dear, Like me, you have vinegar in your veins. And you know what? It has served you well and will continue to do so. It’s a gift. Do not let anyone tell you otherwise. A beloved Octogenarian said this to me recently. She has known me since I was five years old. And she is a spitfire. A mover and a shaker who has a long laundry list of accomplishments – ways she has impacted the world for the better.     There is something about this compliment from […]

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Look For the Helpers

“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” ― Fred Rogers I am sure you have heard this quote before. It’s comforting, isn’t it? I find it to be especially so in relation to my children. This week started off with the usual inundation of world news, which preyed most emphatically on one particular emotion:: fear. Ebola. ISIS. 200+ precious girls STILL enslaved in Nigeria. And […]

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Rooted.

I sat under its shade. Shoes off. Barefoot amidst the blades of grass. I even whispered to it, thanking it for its shade, acknowledging that we both honor the same Creator. And it whispered back to me, using the wind to carry its voice through the fluttering of its leaves. I spent a good deal of time looking up, admiring the virility of the branches, the hardiness of the leaves, the fruitfulness of the acorns. I certainly was not the only creature who found it beneficial to be here. Squirrels, […]

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I'm not Jen Hatmaker. So Be It.

I am sitting in bed with a wretched cough, weak, labored breathing from a chest that feels like it got stuck inside my hair flattening iron. I went to Urgent Care yesterday morning, admittedly hoping that they would find enough wrong with me to warrant a magical prescription that would cure me in 48 hours or less so that I could just get on with it. Instead, the doctor gave me a lecture. I was told that I had a nasty virus, and that if I did not SLOW DOWN […]

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